The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1887-08-03
A Numerous IGq1iry IatO the Qusralous Fault
Findings Of the Period,
Delivered to the Indiana Democratic EdI
tOriaI Association Recently Con-
yened at Lake Maxinkuckee.


be reproduced in this paper:
Mr. President.
read the program
And ask yselt, Is there man,
From Maxnikuckee to YuSa Dam,
Who can catch on, how ere intense
His thought, the real meaning
OF this teeming
Interrogation
Which may include Indiana or all creation.
Mr.. President: What's the matter? Ireply:
So far as can be seen by the naked
eye
From the solid earth to the cerulesn sky,
Things are lovely. The goddess of
wheat and corn,
RE, oats and barley and garden truck.
Ns'er since The day that she was
born
Has Indiana had better luck.
There's food and raiment and work
for all;
Nocsuse exists for mans detection;
So let us then roll on the ball
For victory at the next election.
Mr.. President: What's the matter?
swear by the old law-giver, Moses,
That can't make diagnosis
From the center to the border
To find out what is out OF order.
What's the matter with what? I ask;
When shall begin the task
OF telling this Association
What's the matter with the nation?
Mr.. President: What's the natter
Were / pitcher and you batter,
Or were tailor and you a halter?
Don't you see.
a 'twixt tweedledum and tweadledee,
We could arrive at the conclusion,
That to organize confusion,
ha1r froH 10 ~
And give Us about pound OF fame.
Or, Mr.. President: We're yoa Committee
OF One Hundred,
With old Bill Henderson for hesd CT
tail,
How easy to believe somebody'd bluudered
And ODght to 90 forthwith to jail
In that case there would be a clatter
And, if should ask you, what's the
matter,
You'd doubtless say, there's crucifxio1
For some one, regardless of jurisdic-
ton.
Mr.. President: What's the matter? Alb, let
me seel
Are some less happythan they ought
10 be
Because the office-bearing tree,
Didn't produce suite. ent fruit
To 60 round? Fate's stern decree
Has made many man sad and mute,
And he has thought old Fate brute.
1t was ever thus. 1t must be so
As long as tides shall ebb and flow.
For while there are more pegs than
holes,
Some pegs will have TO wait fer
chances,
And though the fact may fret our sous,
The fact somewhat the fun enhances.
Mr.. President: In looking over
Such documents as have at hand,
Ican't find what's the matter with
Grover,
II / were to be Amsterdamed.
Perhaps he's made some mistakes,
Perhaps could travelled at greater speed,
Perhaps should have used finer
toothsd rakes,
In clearing out the rascalIy breed
Of Republican employees.
Have il so, If you phase,
But remember while the clouds weep
rain,
If it were not Grover, 'tEould be Jas. G.
Blaine.
Yes, Jas. G. Blaine, he took the
stump,
To be elected president,
But alas for him, the bad mug
wuncp
Didn't emulate Maine when it went
for Kent,
AHd Jas. G. Blaine has right to COM
plain,
Ard ask himself again and again,
whats the matter with the z. o. p,
When Grover is president instead OF
me2'
Mr.. President: What's the matter?
What's the matter with what2
Again ask, what's the matter with who?
Is there any scheme or plot
Worth kicking up any hullabaloO?
Here are Democrats, with brain and
pen,
And big campaign is now in sight
WHAT'S the matter? ask again,
Are they not ready for the fight?
UNITED we stand" is ancient lore,
'sDivided we fall, is Just es old.
Go view the wreck upon the shore
The reason why, need not be told
Faction is failure, we know it well,
Faction sounds the funeral knell
OF any party-united we stand.
Democrats may rule this land,
III harmony, with big II prevails;
Then favoriDg winds will I'll the sails
OF our proud old ship she'll make
And Democrats will hold the for.
Mr.. President: What's the matter with the
battle flags,
The old Confederate tattered rags
For which nobody cares and nobody
bTags7
They float no more Ger land or sea |;
They'll float no more when battles rage;
They are Just as dead as dead can be
They'll only live on history's pags
When futile and Fairchild and al /
their clan
Won't be worth a tinker's dam.
The veterans in gray and the vet
Grams in blue.
Forging each other as brave men do,
Meet each other where once they
; wed
In capturing flags, and where thousan DIS
Tdied.
around one flag they rally now,
Nor care they what becomes Of others
To the stars and stripes they gladl y
bow
And veterans Of the blue and gray are
brothers.
Mr.. President: What's tine matter with
soldier pensioners?
Where's an opening for disssnsions2
And why question the intentions
OF the PRESIDENT
What he meant?
What intent
Influenced him when he sent
Certain bills away without his consent?
Coming down to facts,
Relating TO private acts, -
Cleveland's record will stand the test,
nd from Cant tn Arfbur rtfa the hest